Lil Wyte - Drop It Off lyrics

Drop it off drop it off

Bitch I got a sawed off

Put that money in the bag

Hoe I'll blow yo ass off

It all started out cool and calm, we had it under control

We had blueprints to the bank from roof to floor

My nigga Paul had them yawks and bullet-proof vests

Juicy dropped off the 600 the get away the best

We had an in-sider that was working for Union Planners

She told us everyday at 6 o clock they turn off the cameras

At 6 o five the guards go on break for milk and banannas

Six thirty guards come back from break and back on with the cameras

So that gives us twenty five minutes to get in and out

We gotta do this shit so quick and slick without a doubt

I got some folks that be down to ride all it takes a shout

And if its business they comin quicker thats what they bout

God as my witness we gonna get this one some way some how

With thirty million dollars in diamonds we cant miss out

The plans in action tomorrow we gon case it out

Give me twenty four more hours and we gon clean it out

It's going down five o'clock and we loadin the trucks up

Get the 40's get the vests get the masks get the pump

Dont forget the smoke bombs to cloud them out when we get done

Man this shits about to get so hecked up under the sun

Six o clock pullin up and we know surveillance off

Six o five guards are breaking and were waiting on the cough

Thats the sign to come in and lay everyone on the ground

Units in faces of customers so they dont make a sound

Keep your guns up and your masks on till the cash gone

Now lets get this thirty million in diamonds and mash on

8 minutes left on the clock before the cameras click

Back into rotation on the bank and they scope out the shit

Got the jewerly got the loot, situations looking cool

All of a sudden a cop comes outta no where and he start to shoot

So many rounds is wizzin by me I dont see how I aint dead

Smooth? stepped in the way with a AK and shot the cop in his head

We got the diamonds in the stash spot, and 10 in he tank

But the police on our tail an officer down in the bank

So we hit the gas threw the masks, lost the vests and ditched the gats

Made a corner, hit it fast, man these folks all on our ass

Push the 600 to the limit, we doin a dance

Fraiser hit the brakes goin 150 tryin to make em crash

Trippin in the back seat cause im high up off that mary jane

Talkin crazy, its over this time and it aint funny man

Ballin down Lamar dodgin cars and we aint tryin to stop

My Rolley onion came off of a side street and smacked a cop

But they still comin, its seven of em, and they catchin quick

After Sunroof I through a smoke bomb and they got lost in it

Make a left a right a quick left, pullin to this driveway

Turn your tail lights off and just park and dont go no where just stay

Pokey off our trail hot as hell but we still gotta shoot

Back to headquarters to come forward seperatin the loot